Loving white wife, black cock whore

You’ve been married to Jake for two years now. You love him. He is a really great guy. But he’s not the most masculine guy on earth. He’s not very athletic. As a matter of fact you intimidate him a little. In the relationship you’re in charge of most major decisions. And in bed he leaves you cold. He tries to make love to you. Kissing you softly and gently. But you miss just being fucked. In college you had an affair with a very masculine, sexually dominant older man. You would spend all day thinking about how he was going to fuck you that night. Quivering with anticipation. And while you love Jake so much. You miss that. 

    When Jake dropped out of law school to pursue his art you supported him. Literally. You’ve become the primary breadwinner since your husband didn’t make much money at all.

You worked several jobs that you hate before you landed your current position. You were recently hired as personal secretary for Andre Jackson of Jackson and associated law firm. Mr. Jackson was a very high powered corporate attorney who represented some of the biggest firms in the country. You loved the job. The pay was good. The hours weren’t too bad. And the work was. Well the work was interesting.

    A lot of women visited Mr. Jackson in his office. Women of a very distinct type. Married, white, scantily dressed. They all seemed to be squirming in their skirts as they waited for Andre to see them. His office is enclosed and you could never see what was going on. But you could hear everything. The first time came as a shock. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. The moans started low. You weren’t sure at first. But soon the fuck noises coming from the office were loud enough for you to hear everything. Her moans. His grunts. The wet sopping sound. Her begging him to fuck her married white pussy. Her orgasms.

Invariably the women leave shaky legged and disheveled. The phrase “thoroughly fucked” always comes to mind. But you really don’t care. As a matter of fact you secretly enjoy it. You’ve started wearing a shorter dress to work so you can masturbate while your boss is fucking these women. Your orgasms wash over you as these white wives cum on his black cock.

  But despite these distractions you’ve become pretty effective at the job. So effective that you’ve been asked to attend a legal symposium with Mr. Jackson, his staff and a few of the partners out of town. You gladly agree. You’re so fucking bored with home life that any distraction was welcome.

The symposium was dry and boring. But you ate at the best restaurants and drank at some of the most expensive bars. The entire team was at dinner last night and you became lost in your own thoughts.

  After a couple of drinks you started thinking about your boss. You had never met a man so naturally masculine. He was tall. He towered over every man in the room. He was athletic and muscular. He moved with a catlike confidence. His dark chocolate skin and sexy low voice made you want to cum in your pants. By the look in his eyes and the barely concealed street mannerisms you knew your boss was a dangerous man.

  A couple of times he caught your gaze and it seemed he looked right through you. It’s like he knew you wanted him to fuck you like he did all those other women. 

Eventually everyone else left for their rooms and it was just the two of you. You were just about to do the same when Andre said “thank you”. 

  “For what,” you answered. “For being discreet and not talking about my visitors.”

  “Oh that., it’s no big deal.” You try to sound casual, failing. You wonder to yourself if he knows you finger fuck yourself while he fucks other women. 

  “But thank you. I guess I give these women something they don’t get at home. You’re married. You’ve got to understand.”

  “I do,” you stammer. “But I love my husband.” You say defensively. 

  “Of course you do. But it doesn’t always fill that primal need. If it did your pussy wouldn’t be so wet!”

  “Excuse me?” You try to sound offended. But it’s true. Your pussy is so sopping wet. Your panties are soaked. 

  “It’s ok, I can just tell. Your skin is flush, your pupils are dilated, and I’ve noticed how you’ve been looking at me hungrily all night. But it’s ok. Just because I’m going to fuck you tonight doesn’t mean you don’t love your husband.”

  And he did. You left the restaurant with out a word. In the elevator Andre kissed you deeply, soulfully. He then reached down confidently and removed your sopping wet panties as your legs shook with anticipation.

  Once back in his suite Andre escorted you to the plate glass window, opened the curtains, and placed you on your knees in front of him. It’s like he wanted you on display. He unzipped his suit pants and pulled out his massive penis. It was longer and thicker than Jake’s whole forearm. 

  “I-I-I don’t think I can take that!” You confess. “Don’t worry. You can. I’m not going to hurt you.”

  Andre then walked you through how he liked his dick sucked. He made you start off kissing his massive black balls. He made sure you maintained eye contact with him at all times. He made you kiss his shaft reverently as you worked your way up to the massive head. He then told you to open your mouth so he could see how deeply he could fuck your mouth. It wasn’t far. 

    After he was done with his instruction Andre stood you up and led you to the couch. As he undressed you, you couldn’t keep your eyes off the monster between his legs. You were sure there was no way that massive cock was going to fit inside you. 

    Andre sat back on the couch like a king on his throne and pulled you on top of him. He slid one of his massive fingers into your quivering pussy and laughed as you started to cum uncontrollably. 

    When your orgasm subsided a little Andre lowered you on top of him. Even though you were dripping wet, his dick was too big. It wouldn’t even go in at first. But with some gentle bouncing and small thrusts on his part his head finally penetrated your little, married, white pussy. It was so fucking big. It felt as if he were splitting you open. You couldn’t help it. You came again. Hard. You lost control of every muscle in your body as they quivered uncontrollably. Andre didn’t even pause. He fucked you through your orgasm as if he didn’t even notice. As if he were using you solely for his pleasure.

    Andre then lifted you up, still buried deeply inside you, and carried you to his bed. He fucked you that night like you have never been fucked. His massive black cock felt like it was in your stomach. With every thrust your pussy stretched just a little bit more. His thrusts became more insistent. More primal. More animalistic. Soon his balls clenched and he exploded inside you. His semen coating your walls, filling your womb, overflowing your used pussy. Good thing you had taken your birth control.

When you went home the next day you were so scared that Jake would take one look at you and know that you had been used as your bosses little white fuck toy. But you played it off like you didn’t feel to well and he seemed to buy it. 

    You thought Monday was going to be awkward. Andre called you in to his office and you expected the “it was a one time thing and now it’s over” speech. And you were set to agree completely. But the conversation was completely different. 

    “Amanda I loved fucking you the other night. Your little white pussy was so tight. I don’t think I’ve ever seen or felt a woman cum that hard. So this is the deal. I’m going to promote you to executive assistant. It comes with a nice pay raise. You’ll get a private corner office and a staff to help you take care of all my meetings and appointments. There is one catch, you need to be ready for me to fuck you whenever I desire. Is it a deal?”

    “Yes.” You stammered. “Do you want to fuck me right now sir?” 

    “Not right now. I have a meeting.” Andre chuckles. “But you can go back to your desk and finger fuck your pussy like you always do. But this time you’re not allowed to cum until I get back. Do you understand me?”

  “Yes, sir.” You replied as you stumbled back to your desk to follow instructions. 

    And that’s how it started. You had become Andre’s whore. He had you whenever and wherever he wanted. One day a few weeks later he had you bent over his desk, fingering your ass as he spoke on the telephone with a client. “No… no need to settle out of court. We’ll be more successful at litigation” as he slid a second finger inside your virgin ass.

This went on for several minutes. Three fingers, thrusting inside you as he spoke on the phone. As Andre hung up he unceremoniously pulled down his pants and lubricated his enormous black dick. Without even a word he slid it inside your ass. You expected it. You had known for awhile he was going to fuck you in the ass. He hadn’t asked you. He had just told you as a matter of fact. 

    You had never allowed Jake to touch your ass. He had tried once and you slapped his hand away. Yet you had no objection as Andre buried his massive black cock inside you. You had been stretching your ass in preparation and he buried himself inside you with no problem. As he came inside you, you felt his semen dripping down your pussy and onto the desk. 

  Afterwards you could hardly walk. You were in an ecstatic haze and didn’t notice Jake’s petulance. Things had been good between you. You had started to overlook the little things that upset you and you two seemed more in love than ever. You had kissed him lovingly on the forehead when he opened the door for you.

    But tonight there was something wrong. Jake looked like he’d been crying. “What’s wrong, baby?” You asked finally. “Is everything ok?

“Don’t act like you don’t know,” he blurted out. He started to cry like a wounded animal. “Come on baby, just tell me what’s wrong?” You tried to pull him into your arms but he pushed you away.

    “You’ve been fucking around on me. I knew it when you came back from your trip. I could smell him on you. I thought it was a one time thing and I just let it go. But you’re still fucking him! Look at you. You can’t even walk straight. If you’re in love with another man just tell me!”

    You realized then that you loved Jake too much to lie to him. “Yes. I have been getting fucked by another man. You have to know that you don’t satisfy me. But I won’t lie to you. I still love you. I love you so much! It’s just that I needed this. I’m sorry baby I just fucked him. You’re still the love of my life! I had just never been with a black man and wanted to feel that one time and it just got out of control.”

    “You still love me? But how can you fuck another man? Wait… a black man?”

    “I’m sorry. Andre just touches a part of me that no man ever has. I don’t love him. I love you. But I need to feel the way I do when he fucks me.”

    “Andre, your boss?” Jake asked as the realization hit. Your loving husband looked like his soul had been stripped from him. He had met Andre at the newcomers briefing when you first got hired. Jake knew he could never compete. He also knew there was nothing he could do about it.

   “He fucked you today, didn’t he?”

    “Yes. This afternoon right before I came home. He, he fucked me in the ass.”

    “In your… oh fuck. But you never…. You aren’t going to stop are you?”

    “No baby. I’m sorry. I’m not.”

    “But what does this mean for us? This changes everything. Are you leaving me?”

     “No baby, this doesn’t change anything. I still love you so much. I’m not leaving you. Please don’t leave me. I’m so sorry.”

    Jake was devastated and you felt so horrible. He just sat there with his head in his hands. You knew you couldn’t console him so you went to your bed and laid down. Unable to sleep. 

    Finally Jake came to bed and laid down beside you. “I can’t say I understand this. But if it’s what you need. I won’t get in your way if …. fuck….. if you want him to keep fucking you. What is it about him? What is it your not getting from me?”

    “Oh baby it’s not like that. Andre is cocky and dangerous. I couldn’t marry a man like that. But the way he looks at me, like he sees right through me and just knows I’ll let him do whatever he wants to me. His body is so hard and demanding. And when he fucks me he’s just after his pleasure. He doesn’t care about me. He’s just using me as an object. A fuck toy. I couldn’t get that from you because if you treated me like that it would destroy me.”

    I leaned forward and kissed Jake gently on the lips and looked into his eyes. He wouldn’t meet my gaze but his little dick was rock hard. 

    “Does it turn you on knowing I’m being fucked by big black cock?”

    “No…. it breaks my heart. I feel like my world has been ripped away from me.”

    “Baby I can see how it turns you on. Do you like the thought of your little white wife being a black man’s whore?”

    “yes”

    You kissed your husband then, deeply, passionately, dominantly, aggressively. You reached down into his sweatpants and started stroking his little dick. It was harder than it had ever been before. 

    “You like knowing your wife is being used like a little fuck toy, don’t you?”

    “Yeeeeessssss!!!!!!”, he moaned as his little dick erupted. His cum shooting all over his stomach.

Satisfied and still sore from your first ass fuck you fell asleep. Cradling Jake in your arms like a child.

Since that day your relationship with Jake improved even more. He tried harder to please you. He helped more around the house. He angered you less. He knew you were still getting fucked by Andre but it didn’t seem to bother him as much. He would get quiet for awhile after you’d come home from work smelling like sex. But he quickly got over it. 

    Today was one of the hardest days you’ve ever had at work. Andre rented a cheap motel room and invited some of his friends from the old neighborhood to come over and fuck you.

Where Andre was dangerous yet refined, these men were crude and verbally abusive. They took turns fucking you. They double penetrated for you for the first time. Two black cocks filling your ass and pussy simultaneously. All the while they told you what a white whore you were and how they were going to breed your little white pussy. They laughed as they told you they were going to send you home to your little white husband with a baby inside you. You hated it. It made you feel so cheap. So dirty. But fuck it turned you on. You had cum so hard you almost passed out. But the men just laughed and continued to fuck you.

    That night Jake was waiting at home with dinner already. You realized even more how much you loved him. You couldn’t tell him how used and worthless you felt. You couldn’t tell him what those men had done to you. You were too ashamed. You kissed him gently on the lips, so much of a contrast to the men who had fucked you all afternoon. 

    Jake got a glazed look in his eyes as your lips touched his. “What’s wrong baby,” you asked him. 

    “i – I can taste him on you.” He replied. 

    “I’m sorry baby. Does that bother you?”

    “no.”

    “Wait. Do you like it? Do you like tasting another man on my lips?” You asked. 

    “yes.”

    You loved Jake more than ever at that point. You kissed him deeply, passionately. “Then I need you to do something for me. I feel so dirty right now. I feel used. I need to be clean again. I need you to make me clean baby! I need you to get on your knees, take off my skirt, remove my cum soaked panties. Then I want you to eat my pussy.”

    Without a word your wonderful husband complied. He slowly, gently undressed you, like he knew how hard you’d been fucked all day. He hesitated for just a moment before gently kissing your inner thigh, your pussy lips. He slipped his tongue deep inside, attentively kissing and licking off all trace of those men. 

    “Do you like that???? Do you like tasting your wife’s well fucked pussy??? I fucked three black men today!!!! Do you liiiiiiiiahhhh!!!!!! You moaned as you began to cum. This was different than the orgasms you had all day. This was deeper, closer, more emotional. You felt like crying at that point. You loved him so much. He had never made you cum like this. All you could do is look down and smile at your wonderful husband as he looked up at you with adoring eyes. 

    Later, as you lay together in a post coital bliss you told Jake about a work event you had to attend.

    “I have to go to a party Friday night. Andre invited me because he wants me to meet some of his higher end clients.”

    “Ok. Just you?” Jake asked. 

    “Of course just me silly. Andre wants you to drop me off and pick me up though.”

    “Why can’t you just drive yourself” he asked, suddenly petulant. 

    “Andre said I’ll be in no shape to drive after the party and he knows you’ll get me home safe.”

What a night. What a party. And Jake had been such a good sport. That day he pampered and prepared you in a very sweet way. He arranged for you to have a deep tissue massage, a manicure, pedicure, and trip to the beauty shop. They did your hair and makeup. You looked gorgeous. 

    When you got home he had more surprises in store. He had bought you a whole new outfit for the evening. He had bought you these sexy black panties and a bra that really highlighted your tremendous tits. He had bought you a short black skirt and a top that highlighted them even more. He had bought you a pair of high heels that you had heard called “follow me home and fuck me” shoes. 

    Your loving husband had even taken the time to dress you himself. He did in slowly, with care, and even a kind of reverence. He slowly kissed every part of your body. Making you tingle and glow. It was a sharp contrast to your pulsating pussy. Although you loved the attention you were getting from Jake you couldn’t help but think about the night ahead.

    Driving you to the party he looked like he was going to cum in his pants. When he opened the car door he whispered “you don’t have to go through with this if you don’t want to. We can go home. You can find another job.”

    “I know. But I think this is something we both need now.”

    He walked you to the door, sweetly holding your hand. Squeezing it reassuringly. When you rang the door bell a tall black man answered. Without a word he unceremoniously took you from Jake, and quickly closed the door behind him. It felt like you were being delivered.

    You soon found out what your role would be at the party. You weren’t there as a guest. You were there to serve the guests. You were part of the evenings entertainment. All of the guests were black. All of the servants and the entertainment were white like you.

You were unceremoniously undressed and led to what you could only describe as “the oral station”. You were placed on your knees next to an older, chubby white woman. You were both instructed to suck everyone who visited your station. Before too long a crowd gathered around the two of you and you found yourself sucking black cock after black cock. As soon as one came in your mouth another would fill it. You couldn’t even see the men’s faces because of the bodies pressed against you. Every once in awhile one of the would come and you were expected to swallow every drop. 

    After one extraordinarily long and thick man filled your mouth with his cum he slid his cock out of your mouth and pushed your head toward a tall, beautiful, ebony skinned woman. “Eat her fucking pussy white girl!” He commanded menacingly.

    “Yes sir.” You whispered submissively. You had never gone down on a woman before. But you had been doing a lot of new things lately. You had heard the “WAP” song. But you didn’t know what a wet pussy was until she grabbed the back of your head and shoved her engorged clitoris into your mouth.

    As soon as you started kissing and licking her pussy the woman started to immediately quiver.  As you slid her enormous clit into your mouth she reached down, grabbed your head, and pulled herself farther into your mouth as her legs started to buck spastically. Her pussy juice flowed down your chin as she gushed all over your face.

After that things got hazy. You don’t know how you ended up being pulled away from the oral station. But at some point it became a free for all. You and the older woman were now being fucked in every hole. You saw her eyes roll into the back of her head as a massive black dick penetrated her ass. She had been directed to hold her ass open. The sight of her expensive wedding ring holding herself open for him made you cum so hard. She wasn’t here for the money.

    You lost count of how many times you were fucked. In your pussy. In your ass. You were even triple penetrated a few times. The only way you could characterize your state of mind was “cum drunk”.

    You still can’t believe what happened at the end of the night. The crowd grew quiet as a very well endowed black man led a white girl from the back room. She looked young. Just out of high school. Her blond hair was pulled into pig tails. She was a little thick and her cheeks still had their baby fat. She didn’t have any tattoos or piercings. Her pussy was waxed and completely slick. All of this added to the
Illusions she was even younger. It was a little disturbing.

    But her eyes told the true story. She had beautiful ice blue eyes that were clouded with arousal. She had that same look in her eyes Jake had when you talked about getting fucked by other men. Except with her it was amplified. As they walked by you could feel how she was already quivering with anticipation. You locked eyes. Through her gaze you could already feel her orgasm building. 

    The man put the girl on her hands and knees and pulled her thick little ass into the air. He pushed her back down so the arch exposed her pussy to him even more. He then rubbed the tip of his massive cock against her smooth pussy. You felt sorry for this girl because his cock was huge. It was the biggest dick you’d ever seen in real life. You knew you wouldn’t be able to take it. 

    But you were wrong. After a few short minutes of opening her up with his fingers the man slid his gigantic cock inside of the girl in one slow but determined thrust. Not only did the girl take it, she pushed her ass back on him at the same time. 

    As you stated in amazement Andre touched your arm. “I want you to be part of this. I need you to get down on your knees behind them and wait until he cums. Then I need you to clean her up. I don’t want one drop of his cum touching the floor. Can you do that?” He asked. 

    “yes sir.” You complied. 

    The view from where you were kneeling waiting was incredible. You saw her little pussy distend every time he thrust inside her. She was so wet that the sloppy fuck sounds drowned out the rest of the room. The girl came over and over again. Each time she did her pussy erupted, squirting all over him and you. 

    You knew he was near the end when he grabbed the girls pig tails and started hammering her pussy even harder. The sheer size of his body bending her in half with every stroke. Her eyes widened as his dick overwhelmed her. As he came his massive black testicles contracted over and over again. You imagined the amount of cum washing her cervix. 

    For a few moments he lay on top of her, filling her with the rest of his seed. As he pulled out you knew you had to act quick. Her pussy had looked tiny before. It was now distended, gaping, used. His cum started flowing out of her immediately. You dived in quickly to catch it in your mouth and it overwhelmed you. He had cum so much that you could hardly swallow it all before your mouth was full again.

Their two tastes mingled as his cum slid down your throat. The girl erupted in another orgasm and her squirting juice added to the mess in your mouth. 

    Afterwards she kissed you deeply and thanked you. “Daddy promised to breed me tonight. Thank you for helping. I know it’s just my imagination but I think I can already feel his baby inside me.”

    Promptly at 2 in the morning Jake arrived to take you home. Andre had been right to have Jake retrieve you. You had been fucked so much you could hardly stand. Your beautiful clothes were now stained with cum. It had dried in your hair and was still flowing down your legs. Still your wonderful husband kissed you gently on the lips, walked you to the car, and held the door open for you. On the way home Jake spoke little. When he did it was gentle. Encouraging. Loving.

    At home he put you in the shower and gently washed your well used body. You couldn’t help but marvel at your luck and at the happiness you now felt. You were looking forward to a peaceful weekend with the amazing man that you truly loved. Jake tucked you into bed and held you while you fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. 

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